"What the hell do you mean, fastest?!"
When Akira heard Madara's evaluation, the corner of his eye twitched slightly, and he felt the urge to hit someone.
However, now was not the time to care about that.
At this moment, Uchiha Madara's Susanoo had already begun rapidly dissipating.
At the same time, the two halves of the corpse no longer resembled Uchiha Madara. Instead, they had returned to a white appearance.
"White Zetsu?"
Akira understood in his heart. In the next moment, he flashed twice in succession and grabbed the two halves of the White Zetsu corpse in his hands.
Lines of sealing formulas surged from both of his hands and covered the two halves of the White Zetsu corpse.
Then, the two halves of the corpse shattered and disappeared into white light.
In reality, Akira had applied sealing formulas to them and stored them inside the world of his spatial ring.
The White Zetsu corpse was a good thing. It was one of the products of Uchiha Madara's years of work.
Whether it was used for research or exchange, it would be quite useful.
In addition, Akira also saw that inside the upper half of the corpse lying in the spatial ring world, a pair of somewhat dim three-tomoe Sharingan were embedded in its eye sockets.
"What a pity. They're only three-tomoe after all. Looks like the Mangekyō earlier was forcibly activated using Uchiha Madara's eye power. Still, this is a pretty decent harvest!"
Akira thought with some regret.
"Cough, cough!"
On a patch of ground below, Black Zetsu and White Zetsu emerged with only a head sticking out from the earth, taking in the sight of Akira seizing the two halves of the White Zetsu corpse.
In the next moment, they sank down and disappeared.
Akira cast his gaze toward the place where Black Zetsu had vanished and tried sensing it with his spiritual power, but he found nothing. He thought to himself, "Black Zetsu? As expected of a product of Yin-Yang Release, it does have something special."
After that, Akira flew toward Konoha.
After encountering accidents one after another, he no longer planned to take it slow.
"Even Uchiha Madara was drawn out. Looks like my recent performance has been a little too excessive, making them feel threatened!"
"However, Uchiha Madara's current state is clearly not very good. Also, he hasn't chosen his proxy yet. Otherwise, today's battle probably wouldn't have ended so easily!"
Although he had defeated Uchiha Madara this time, Akira did not become arrogant.
That was because he had seen that Uchiha Madara had only used the Shapeshifting Technique.
In addition, without the Rinnegan or even the Eternal Mangekyō Sharingan, the Mangekyō alone did not have enough eye power.
Uchiha Madara had probably been unable to unleash even one-tenth of his peak strength, right?
"I need to keep working hard! Once that old bastard finds a suitable proxy, in order to eliminate a threat and avoid affecting his future plans, he might come after me again and drag me down with him before he dies."
That was definitely not what Akira wanted.
An old undead bastard wanting to trade one-for-one with him at the limit?
Don't even think about it.
Halfway through, Akira split off more than ten shadow clones and sent them scattering in all directions.
Each of them carried a large number of Flying Thunder God short swords.
Along the way, they would bury Flying Thunder God short swords in suitable locations.
This could be considered him opening up the map, increasing teleportation points so it would be convenient to travel across the ninja world in the future.
Half a day later, Akira flew at high speed the whole way and arrived at Konoha.
After registering, he stepped into Konoha.
"Phew!"
Looking at the familiar village, Akira let out a long breath. "I'm finally back. Konoha really is the most comfortable place!"
At this moment, a figure appeared in front of Akira. The person wore a mask and directly said to him, "Akira, Lord Hokage requests your presence!"
"Oh?"
After hearing this, Akira raised his brow slightly. Not surprised at all, he nodded. "I'll go right away!"
After hearing that, the Anbu immediately vanished.
Akira also went straight to the Hokage Building, arrived at the door of the Hokage's office on the third floor, pushed the door open, and walked inside.
"Yo! Long time no see, Lord Hokage!"
Akira greeted the Third Hokage very familiarly with a smile and a clap of his hands.
"Hehe!"
When the Third Hokage saw him, he smiled and took two puffs from his pipe, then nodded in response. "It really has been a long time! Sit!"
The Third Hokage gestured for Akira to sit on the sofa nearby, then continued asking, "Little Akira, how did the battlefield feel?"
"Not bad, I guess!"
Akira shrugged. "I wasn't very used to it at first, but after a while, I got used to it! Of course, the main issue was that the food wasn't good! Also, it was somewhat cruel. Everything else was fine."
As for danger and the like, that did not exist for him.
There was basically no one on the front line who could threaten his life.
"Hehe!"
When the Third Hokage heard this, he smiled faintly. "Only you would think that way. If it were anyone else, they would probably talk more about the danger."
"As for me transferring you back from the front line, what are your thoughts? Do you feel dissatisfied?"
After saying this, the Third Hokage stared intently at Akira.
"Huh?"
When Akira heard this, he looked at the Third Hokage in surprise. "Why would I be dissatisfied? I was already tired of staying on the front line! I'm someone who dislikes fighting and killing the most! Most importantly, the food on the front line isn't good. I still think staying in the village is more comfortable. So coming back is actually pretty nice."
"Compared to the front line, I prefer a regular life of training every day, playing around, and eating good food."
He truly felt that way.
The Third Hokage also saw this point and felt somewhat delighted.
He had not expected Akira to actually think this way.
More importantly, he sensed that Akira seemed to have a rather laid-back mentality, and he did not seem enthusiastic about power either.
To the Third Hokage, this was a good thing!
He liked young people like this—strong, yet without ambition.
Only such people would not threaten his authority, and at the same time, when needed, they could become his support and the blade in his hand.
"Mm! I'll still need to observe him more in the future. Perhaps this is only the surface?"
The Third Hokage thought cautiously.
Still, this was much better.
The Third Hokage smiled and pointed at Akira, teasing him. "You brat! Did you think that just because you were on the front line, I wouldn't know about some of your situation?"
"You still say the food on the front line was bad? Weren't you eating the delicacies you brought yourself every day?"
"You really are extravagant. You actually used sealing scrolls to seal large amounts of delicious food. What a waste!"
"Where did you get so much money?"
This was actually one of the doubts in the Third Hokage's heart.
Did Tsunade give it to him?
That was absolutely impossible.
Tsunade was a gambling addict. It would be strange if she had money to give Akira.
Then the only possibility was that Sakumo had given it to him.
"My teacher gave it to me! Besides, he ate the food I brought every meal too, so it wasn't exactly wasteful!"
Akira smiled.
It seemed the Third Hokage still did not know that he had spatial equipment.
That was good.
It would save him from bringing trouble upon himself.
"You…"
The Third Hokage shook his head with an amused smile. "Forget it! Let's not talk about that. This time, you've made great contributions again. I promised to reward you with a Ninjutsu from the Scroll of Seals. Think about which one you want to learn."
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